My beautiful Elincia,

I'm really starting to get worried. You want to know why? It's because everyone keeps on talking about who might be getting replaced by so and so! The main replacement conversation is about me possibly getting replaced by a dude named Krom. I heard that he looks like me and Marth. I feel a bit a mixture of saddness, anger, stress, anxiety, (Is that the same thing as saddness?) and a little denial. Now I see why Roy hates me.

Time to write about princesses. I'll start off with...ZELDA! Last week, I saw her dancing to her main theme song. Let me just say that she is a horrible dancer. I used to always think that all princesses can dance. I no longer think that since I basicly found proof. I heard that Zelda's a tomboy princess and she carries a sword in one of her games. I wonder if she actually uses it to attack or if she just carries it around and tries to act strong. I think I'll ask her that question later. More princessness about...Peach this time. She seems nice. Yesderday, she was crying because Mario got badly injured for a reason I don't know. I walked up to her and asked her "What's wrong?" this is what she does, she looks up at me then slaps my cheek. Her slaps are as hard as getting hit by a Mr. Saturn. Peach is the meanest, girliest, evilest, unprettiest princess ever. At least her best friend or sister, Daisy has the guts to yell.

I'm done with girly princessness (I actually got a headache from that.) so now I'll write about... Mr. Chicken! (A.K.A Falco) Okay, so two days ago I was watching Falco fight a pink Yoshi (I thought he'd fight someone better.) and like the Yoshi ate Falco and pooped him out. He was yelling "This is a horrible move!" and "I got Yoshi stuff all over me!" then "Yoshi, get me out of this egg, I'm not a dinosaur!" then he finally broke free. He jumped off stage and screamed like a little girl. Now I really want to cook and eat him. I wonder if Mr. Chicken thinks of me as a "demented swordsman" or a "pyshopathic spikey headed man."

Now I'm going to write about...Dark Pit! He's like Pit, but he's only dark. I saw him listening to some kind of metal music and he was banging his head around. I wanted to laugh but I know what will happen if he catches me laughing... I'll end up getting knocked out and blah blah blah... or worse, he could steal my sword somehow and throw it off a clift. I can see why people call him "a little goth." I wonder if he'd destroy my guts if I called him that...I think I'll risk that later. Hm, I've heard there's so many people saying that Dark Pit has a crush on Pit, but I know he wouldn't like other boys. Hey, the dark angel isn't so bad (evil girl if you're reading this, I don't like other boys) he and I should hang out sometime and eat Mr. Chicken.

My hand...It hurts... I'm going to write more until my hand cramps to the point where I can't move it. I guess I'll just write about myself since I'm going to end soon. I'm so bored right now. I think I'll write about the one story where I ate spoiled meat. Here it goes, one time Link gave me this chicken leg (it was a little spicy) and it smelled a little funny. I asked him that if it wasn't spoiled and he says to me that it's fresh from the chickens. I grabbed the chicken leg and ate it. I thought It tasted very good, but the smell was digusting. a few hours later, I was throwing up like crazy. I felt skinnier then Soren (What? I gave him food when I was younger, he was extremly skinny back then.) and I want revenge on Link! Okay, that is the end of my story there. My hand is hurting to the point where I can barely move it. I think I'll just stop here, hopefully evil girl or someone won't read this diary, hehe.

-Ike


Hello everyone reading this! I got one question to ask you all, should I continue updating with this fic or no? I'm just curious. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed my chapter.